You call me fat you call me thin, these are but a few problems within. I'm nice to you no matter what but you treat me like you want me shot. You punch me and kick me, either way I'm still there day by day. I'm older now I can see it, you thought you were good in front of all your you stood. Then that day came were I had taken enough and decided it was time to get rough. It was not my way but it helped to relieve the scars of the years. Bullying should never be countered by violence but behind there stupid Ego is still a kid that asks 'were did he go?'.